Monday, February 8, 2016

A Song 15



At Marine Drive
in Arabian Sea,
Kabir and Tuka
nibbing autobiographies;
slap thighs
watching kabaddi;
file reports to media sites,
cracking news;
when their heads had no whites,
met for kabaddi in Jejuri;
Kabir for team Varanasi Shiv
Tuka for Pandharpur Vithal;
winning games,
losing games,
flexing pangas,
became friends;
graduated in kabaddi,
flunked an honours course in Varkari;
Rama, Krishna, Hari,
Kabaddi, kabaddi ...
share a tonality,
taste same.

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